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| AHA! My master has let me out of my cage for this rumored thing they call "cleaning" but then they put me back, so ending my freedom. But I am on the lookout! I stay on top of my igloo sometimes, watching the humans. They are very curious indeed. And today, out of nowhere, she passed me again! They named me..
Miss Piggy.
Why do they hate me? Why can't I be Belladonna or something exotic?
Oh yes! and then there is that short two legged that always carries some sort of weapon and bangs on my cage. I suppose he's just trying to help. His parents call him "Cole." or was his name: "Don't hit the cage!" I'm not sure.
Day 123...Still stuck.
Day 124..I need a better way to escape. I'm running out of my igloo.
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| Today I have been in the strange iron cage once more! When will I ever go into that place where they all sit around on the couches, their eyes unmoving on one particular thing of my intrest. I whine often to try and get their attention but it's no use. When they are staring at that contraption, I can never pull their eyes from it. Then when the "mom" figure picked me up a couple of days ago, I had my revenge. And mind you, pee stains aren't attractive. I'm in my pink igloo again and then I'm off to running around. Then it's more whining.
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